Chapter 855

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He could but try. If he encountered any insurmountable obstacle in the narrow passage, Godfrey could be got down again. After firmly sticking his torch between two of the roots below, behold him then commencing to raise himself on to the first interior knots of the bark. He was lithe, strong, and accustomed to gymnastics like all young Americans. It was only sport to him. Soon he had reached in this uneven tube a part much narrower, in which, with the aid of his back and knees, he could work his way upwards like a chimney-sweep. All he feared was that the hole would not continue large enough for him to get up. However, he kept on, and each time he reached a projection he would stop and take breath. Three minutes after leaving the ground, Godfrey had mounted about sixty feet, and consequ

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